Today, February 27th, would have been my mother's ninety-fifth birthday. My mother passed away in 2007 after a seven year battle with Parkinson's disease, osteoarthritis, and dementia. A master floral designer for over forty years, marsh marigolds were some of her favorite springtime flowers. When she was a young girl, she would, indeed, run to the creek to find these vibrant yellow harbingers of spring. And she was always pointing them out to me as we made our way along the countryside roads. Dreams were her only escape during her long illness...She is never more than a thought away. diane kenel-truelove


Multiple Tetractys: Five-lined verse. Succeeding verses reverse syllable count. Syllable count: 1,2,3,4,10,10,4,3,2,1 etc...

Please note: Readers may question a change in verb tense from past to present in the first part of my poem. This is intentional. My mother would often share her dreams with me, and when she did so, she always told them in present tense. Thus, in my poem, when she relays her dream, she is running and she is racing, etc... Thank you!

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